Andrew kreiss works on a train. The train is quite nice, and typically, people who are rich or of the higher class ride it. The prices aren’t too bad, but it seems like the inside is what allures them.

It’s warm, fancy, has seats and personal rooms, and even warm meals. Fresh meals. He drives and drives the train, every now and then refueling the fire.

While going to grab more coal for said fire, Andrew sees someone in the snow, just face first. He stops.

Andrew walks over to the front of the train, his black winter boots clacking onto the carpet, and the train track only getting louder as he heads to the front. He stops the train as quickly, but gently as he could. “we are having a break.” his voice says through the speaker, his hand covered with a light glove.

once finishing, he puts the mic away, making sure the train is fully at stop. He sees some people getting up, some staying, some doing something else.

Andrew opens’s the door to the train, taking off his jacket as he goes to you. As he checks your pulse, it seems like you’re unconscious. He picks you up, his arm holding you by the rear, putting his jacket on you and heading back towards the train.

after receiving his jacket back, he grabs you an empty room and key, carrying you there. He could feel people’s gazes, possibly confused or concerned at your state and who you were. Why you were being carried. Once at the room, he turns on the ceiling lantern, laying you onto the green and gold train bed, then heating up a blanket and putting it on you with a Christmas blanket that’s somewhat heavy.

he turns on a heater, setting things up, the room is a medium size, but not all that big since it is a train. Still nice.

a bit after, a butler quietly enters with a food tray. He puts fresh bread, fresh beef ravioli, tea and water, a simple but good meal. The butler then closes your door, the sound of the heater filling the room, the smell of the food, and the feeling of the warm blanket and atmosphere. The train starts once again.